
Renaud
Tout in haut de ch’terril lyrics with English translation
- Language
- French
- Level
- Intermediate
- Released
- 1993
- Genre
- Pop
- Length
- 4:49
Dins chés corons queu r'mue-ménache
In the pits that shake up the ground
Chés mineurs vienn't' d'avoir leu congés
The miners just got their leave
Prenn't' leu valisses et partent voyager
They take their bags and set off to roam
A la campagne ou vir leu parinté
To the countryside where they visit their kin
Mi comme el'z'autes j'prinds mes bagaches
Like the others, I grab my baggage
Ej' m'in vas mais j'quitte pont min pat'lin
I'm heading out but leaving my hometown behind
J'vos du pays v'là l'manière que j'm'y prinds
I tell you, here's how I get by
Sans débourser un sou d'train
Without spending a dime on trains
Ej' passe mes vacances tout in haut de ch'terril
I spend my vacation high up on that hill
J'a toudis d'la chance ch'terrain i'est jamais pris
I've always been lucky, that land is never taken
J'monte eum'toile ed'tente, j'vis tout seul, ej' m'arrinche
I climb up to the starry sky, I live all alone, and I settle down
Ej'siffle, ej'ris, ej'cante, ej'sus heureux d'faire du campinche
I whistle, I laugh, I sing, I’m happy to be camping
Je m'fais la popotte, j'vis bien miux qu'à l'hôtel
I cook for myself, I live better than in a hotel
J'mets comme les cocottes du rouche à mes ortels
I put on the red flannel like the little chicks for my garden
Du haut dé m'couplette jé m'cros à Chambéry
From the top of my little peak, I see myself in Chambéry
Mais Jé n'suis qu'au faîte tout in haut de ch'terril
But I'm only at the very top of this hill
Comme point d'vue faut vir ch'que j'degotte
From this viewpoint, I can see all that I gather
Les bos, les prairies des environs
The woods, the meadows around
Chés villaches, chés villes, nou corons
Those little towns, those cities in our area
Et je m'rinche l'œul cha n'me coûte pas un rond
And I close my eyes, it doesn’t cost me a dime
Sus min fu d'bos j'fais tout m'gargotte
Under the min farm, I do all my eating
Viandox, peumes tierre frites, morcieau d'lard
Beef extract, fried potatoes, a piece of bacon
Et j'a monté trint'chinq lites ed'pinard
And I’ve climbed thirty-five layers of spinach
Pour mi chucher in père peinard
To quietly chat with my father
Ej' passe mes vacances tout in haut de ch'terril
I spend my holidays up high on the hill
J'a toudis d'la chance d'vir ch'que j'vos ch'est à mi
I always have the chance to see what you are to me
Quand arrife eul'soir, ej'vos v'nir d'z'amoureux
When evening arrives, I come to you, my love
I z'attindent qu'i fèche noir, mais mi je n'les quitte pos des yeux
They wait for the sky to darken, but I never take my eyes off them
I vont s'inlaçant, s'dijant des balivernes
They intertwine, speaking nonsense to each other
Tout in s'imbrassant dins chés blés, dins ch'luzerne
All embracing among the wheat, in the lucerne
I's font des papoules in s'app'lant "mon chéri"
They're making a fuss calling me 'my darling'
Et mi j'vos tout cha d'tout in haut de ch'terril
And I tell you all about it on top of that hill
Mais avant hier j'n'a pont eu d'chance
But the day before yesterday, I didn't have any luck
D'un seul cop vlà qu'i s'met à pluvoir
Out of the blue, here comes the rain
J'rinte à l'abri d'zous min perchoir
I ran for shelter under my perch
Em'tente all pichot, ch'tot pire qu'un arrousoir
Listen to me, little one, it's worse than a watering can
Alors j'a poussé la romance
So I pushed the romance
J'a sorti pour m'éviter l'cafard
I brought it out to fend off the blues
Et j'a fluté chinq six lites eud'pinard
And I played a little tune for a bit of spinach
In berloquant comme un pochar
Swinging around like a nutcase
J'a dégringolé tout in bas de ch'terril
I tumbled all the way down that hill
Arrivé au pied jé m'sus rèl'vé tout meurtri
Arriving at the bottom, I stood up all battered and bruised
J'sais pus quo qu'j'a fait, j'avos tell'mint eun'cuite
I don't even know what I did, I was so out of it
A l'pache de m'barette j'avos sus m'tiête euch'codron à frites
At the edge of my beer, I had that fryer grease on my mind
A forche ed'bourler m'panche sus des caillaux
With a fork of destiny, I leaned against the stones
Y a eun'certain'plache i m'in manquot un morcieau
There's a certain place where I'm missing a piece
J'y a mis un bout d'loque j'sus pos prêt d'ête gueri
I put a rag there, I'm ready to be healed
Et j'sus armonté tout in haut de ch'terril
And I've climbed all the way to the top of that hill
Alors' pindant trente ans l'mineur-campeur il n'quitte pis sin cher terril,
So for thirty years, the miner camper never leaves his dear hill,
Minme pinsionné il y va comme au passé. Seul'mint aujoud'hui i'est
Even retired, he goes there like it’s the past. Only today, he's still
Malate, el'fosse all'l'a usé. I'est dins sin lit et les larmes aux yux in ravisant
Malate, the pit has worn it out. I'm in my bed with tears in my eyes, dreaming.
A travers ech'carreau, i dit tout bas
Through the window, he whispers softly.
Comme cha va vite comme eul'temps passe
How quickly it goes, how the time flies.
Au terril j'a campé bin d'z'années
In the dump, I've camped for many years.
A ch't'heure i faut l'abandonner
At this hour, I must let it go.
Jé n'sus pus qu'un viux mineur pinsionné
I'm just an old retired miner now.
Et j'n'a pus qu'des oches dins m'carcasse
And I have only shadows left in my body.
J'sus vieilli mes gampes sont ramolies
I've aged, my limbs have gone soft.
Et de l'fermiète in étant dins min lit
And from the little farm, I'm lying in my bed.
In l'ravisant j'dis ch'est fini
In my dream, I say it's over.
J'mon'tra plus jamais tout in haut de ch'terril
I'll never show everything at the top of this hill again
Fini désormais l'méd'cin j'l'ai ben compris
The medicine's done, I've understood it well
Par quarante ans d'fond mes poumons i'ont quite cosse
For forty years deep, my lungs have been quite empty
L'poussière eud'carbon in appelle cha la silicosse
The dust of carbon is what they call silicosis
Ch'est bétot min tour ed'partir comme tant d'viux
It's a bit like my turn to leave, like so many old folks
D'faire un long séjour là auprès du Bon Dieu
To take a long stay up there with the Good Lord
J'espère qu'i m'laich'ra quand j's'rai au Paradis
I hope He'll let me in when I'm in Paradise
Cor' v'nir in vavances tout in haut d'min terril
Come visit me on vacation at the top of my hill
J'espère qu'i m'laich'ra quand j's'rai au Paradis
I hope He'll let me in when I'm in Paradise
Cor' v'nir in vavances tout in haut d'min terril
Come visit me on vacation at the top of my hill
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Key vocabulary
- pied
- footA1
- pire
- worseA1
- pont
- bridgeA1
- prêt
- readyA1
- quitte
- leaveA1
- séjour
- stayA1
- seul
- aloneA1
- sorti
- outA1
- tant
- so muchA1
- tour
- towerA1
About this song
Renaud (Renaud Pierre Manuel Séchan) is a French singer-songwriter. He is known for French-language chanson rooted in regional dialects and for topping French album and single charts across multiple decades, including award-winning releases such as “Boucan d’enfer” and “Toujours debout.”